The invitation of "Sugar Heart" seemed to be very sincere, and on a hot day, he went to the Liujiayao warehouse where flies were flying, melon skins, and rotten vegetable leaves were all over the ground to ask for it, and the words were also very big at that time.

What is full of capital is up to you to choose, and what can't be made with you, it feels like a lot of money, and it means that you don't want to take money.

Hong Yanwu knew that she had something to ask for, but of course she would not be polite.

He pondered that on a hot day, except for fresh seafood, it is not in season to eat any dishes, but there is no such thing in this era.

Simply, let's eat Western food.

Chen Liquan always wanted to taste the Western food in the restaurant, and he promised several times, but he has not been able to make the trip for one reason or another, just to satisfy his buddy's wishes.

Second, in the summer, the taste of Chinese restaurants is big, the smell of dun cloth, the smell of rags, and the smell of rancid beer are really unappetizing. On the contrary, the environment of Western restaurants is elegant and clean, which is suitable for talking.

Speaking of the capital in 1978, because the "Dongan Market" has long been transformed into the "Dongfeng Market", the "peace" (German and French style) and "Japanese style" (as the name suggests, Japanese style) in the past are gone. Therefore, in a huge capital at that time, there were only three formal Western restaurants.

Among them, the "Jingcheng Hotel" is not open to the public, only entertaining government officials and foreign friends, and the gate is strictly controlled. Therefore, the only ones that the people can patronize are open to the public.

One is the "Xinqiao Hotel" located at the northwest corner of the Chongwenmen intersection, and the other is the "Beijing Exhibition Hall Restaurant" located at No. 135 Xiwai Street, on the west side of the Beijing Exhibition Hall.

The dining environment of these two Western restaurants is relatively elegant, although in the "Broken Four Olds", they also sold fried noodles for a time, but they quickly resumed the supply of Western food and maintained the old style.

Of course, there are many differences between them in terms of specific situations.

"Xinqiao Hotel" operates French-style Western food, and the decoration features imitate the French luxury style.

Western paintings hang on the walls, and the dining table is covered with snow-white tablecloths, with delicate table cards and a glass salt and pepper shaker. The chairs are also soft chairs with springs, and the cushions and backrests are covered with beige cloth covers.

It's the Prime Minister's favorite. Therefore, most of the guests who patronize here are from families of Kochi and administrative cadres, there are many celebrities in the literary and artistic circles, and there are also some children of the "Black Five" who have a "thick" background.

The people of Beijing usually refer to this place as "Xinqiao'er" for short.

The "Beijing Exhibition Center Restaurant" is engaged in Russian-Western food. It is an attached restaurant of the Beijing Exhibition Hall built with the aid of the Soviet Union in the 50s.

Because the Beijing Exhibition Hall was originally called the Soviet Exhibition Hall, the restaurant was originally called "Moscow Restaurant". The current name was actually changed because of the deterioration of relations between our country and the Soviet Union.

However, people are used to calling the previous name, and it is difficult to change it, so they simply call it "Old Moer". Fortunately, after entering the 80s, the restaurant reverted to its original name, and finally did not fall into a situation where it did not live up to its name.

Due to the geographical location close to Liuliqiao, except for a small number of people who have stayed in the Soviet Union, most of them are mainly military families in the military compound.

If you are realistic, in terms of the conditions of the restaurant itself, "Lao Moer" is much higher than "Xinqiaoer" in terms of software, hardware and software.

First of all, the building here was designed by the Central Design Institute of the Soviet Union, and the style is luxurious and elegant, and the momentum is magnificent.

Waxed floors, steel windows that stand to the sky, velvet curtains, ornate chandeliers, and dark green bronze pillars with cute owl reliefs. All this is imbued with a strong Russian flavor.

Secondly, due to its distinct political attributes, the level of defense is relatively high.

The people on duty here are all "internal security" personnel transferred from the State Department, and even guard the basement with submachine guns. Many years later, they became the only guards who left their posts in the name of retired cadres

In addition, the treatment of the staff here is beyond the ordinary. Since the fifties, leather shoes, trousers, wax and polish have been issued here, and waitresses have been given extra perfumes.

In special years, it has even become one of the few units to be "specially supplied" together with the embassy in China, and even during the three-year period of natural disasters, the supply has not been reduced in the slightest.

Therefore, to sum up, in the late 60s and the entire 70s, "Lao Moer", as the most representative red western restaurant of the times, was deeply popular among the "veterans" wearing green and yellow uniforms, and became a holy place for them to witness their youth.

In those days, as long as these people mentioned "Old Moer", it was like greeting a noble and close friend, and inadvertently revealed a special pride and complacency.

So much so that in many film and television literary works about the "movement" period created by the children of these troops later, "Old Moer" is the most important prop and scene.

It's just a pity that neither political attributes nor high-level facilities and supplies can replace the importance of humanities and culture in terms of enjoyment.

As far as the real situation of the year is concerned, probably because of its location in the downtown area of the old city and the high level of guests, "Xinqiaoer" did overpower "Lao Moer", which was the largest western restaurant in Beijing.

There used to be a saying in the capital, "Learn to eat in three lifetimes, learn to wear in five lifetimes", which is very reasonable.

Because the guests who go to the "new overseas Chinese" are all those who have been educated by foreign countries and have drunk foreign customs, they are now called "returnees". The exquisiteness, meticulousness, and taste of these people are not comparable to the descendants of the "military generals" who have just pulled their legs out of the mud and only know how to babble and drink.

This also determines that the whole "new Qiao'er" petty bourgeoisie is the heaviest, as soon as you enter the door, you feel different, the guests all have a unique style, chew slowly, speak softly, even the music is soft, can't say the name of the song.

In short, compared with the overall dining atmosphere of the warm, elegant, and chic "new overseas Chinese", the noisy and overeating "old Moer" who can be seen everywhere is more like a military canteen, and the so-called "Mingyang solid soil" is much lower in level.

Considering the distance of transportation, there is no need to guess where Hong Yanwu will choose to go.

But I didn't expect something to happen, when Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan met with "Tang Xin'er" at the door of "Xinqiao'er" at six o'clock in the evening, when they were chatting and walking to the restaurant, the lights suddenly went out. From the outside, the entire hotel building is dark.

After inquiring again, the people in the hotel said that the power supply department had already said hello today, and the restaurant had closed early.

No, this is a common thing in this era, the city has insufficient power supply, and there are frequent power outages.

In this case, the original plan will definitely not work, and the land must be changed. At present, if you want to eat Western food again, "Old Moer" has become the only choice.

In my heart, in fact, Hong Yanwu is not willing to go to "Old Moer".

He really hated the sons and brothers of the compound, let alone going to the place where the children of the army compound with the strongest sense of territory gathered.

Those people have always regarded "Old Moer" as a forbidden body, and they want to know what kind of face they will have for ordinary people like them.

However, although he himself thinks so, he can't help but think about others.

Chen Liquan came here with great interest today, and it can be seen that he has been yearning for this Western meal in the evening. And because he has written many "blank checks" before, this time to sweep Chen Liquan's interest, Hong Yanwu is really a little unbearable.

In addition, "Sugar Heart" is also very curious, and said that she has never been there herself, and said that she would like to see the luxury life of the "courtyard school".

In this way, both of them want to go, and Hong Yanwu is even more difficult to be stubborn. On second thought, it's actually just a matter of a meal.

went to the corner to stay for a while, and left after eating. Spend money to pay the bills, don't recruit anyone, don't mess with anyone, you can't pick out who they are not coming, right?

Times are different after all. The "academy faction" must always be reasonable, right? It will no longer be like before, waving an armed belt and casually beating people, right?

In the end, Hong Yanwu nodded, and the servants finally reached an agreement and set off for "Lao Mo".

In order to get fast, they got off the nearest subway station.

During this period, there was only one line of subway, from Beijing Railway Station to Apple Yuan Station, the fare was five cents, and its traffic significance was not great, and it was basically regarded as a tourist attraction by the common people.

The servants spent a lot of money and sat comfortably on Nanlishi Road, and then poured the "No. 103" bus. Not to mention that it was really fast, it was not yet seven o'clock when I arrived at my destination.

But it was useless to be fast, there were too many people eating at "Old Moer" at that time, and the waiting numbers were all lined up to twenty tables.

The masters who are really familiar with the situation, they usually leave early in the morning, visit the zoo first, come out at ten o'clock, and wait at the door of the restaurant to catch up. For dinner, you need to line up at the door of the restaurant before 4 o'clock.

But fortunately, Hong Yanwu and "Sugar Heart" are sperm of the two, and their brains are very active. They had a tacit understanding as soon as they looked at each other, and they negotiated with the person in front of the queue.

After chatting for five minutes, the two of them came from the second place at that time, and the children of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs exchanged the "number" for five yuan.

After the transaction was completed, Hong Yanwu also made fun of "sugar heart".

"Sisters, we're a bit of a mistake. Look at that boy, look at you stupid. I also asked you what kind of yard you belonged to, and I was crazy about magnetism with you. I think I want you to do this alone, don't say that you don't spend a penny to take the number. Those boys have to treat you for nothing?"

But when "Sugar Heart" heard it, he snorted lightly.

"You're stupid to me, and if you're not here, I'll talk to someone who has a female companion. You should understand, this is not called cheap and annoying, there is nothing to talk to on the street, and there are many people who talk to me. It's like a fly, you can't hide from it, and it's thanks to the fact that there are still masks in the world......"

"I'm convinced, you really will change your way to boast about yourself. We should be honored, right? Such a big girl took the initiative to invite dinner, who has this blessing......

"Hey, don't believe me, I almost don't invite men to dinner, just a few people. I've invited you twice, you're really the first ......."

Looking at what he said, Hong Yanwu can't think of "beauty in his heart". A woman touches a man's pulse, and it is indeed exactly the same.